Tenderness- A May Flower So shaky on its thin stalk, Don't tear it off, don't tear away. It dries apart from here. You better kneel before it Down' like to an icon. You better touch it With your warmness. And petals, Just like wings of dragon-flies, You better stretch out slightly. And it will quiver, It will call And rush up And not to leave the Earth below But to attract it higher.